Date: Tue, 17 Apr 2012 22:14:28 +0000
From: Alex Roberts
Subject: Puck & Sam
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters nor any other copyrights that might
be mentioned within this work of fiction. If you're offended by gay sex or
not old enough to read about such things then stop reading. If you continue
reading and enjoy or have suggestions of requests then don't be shy --
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Noah Puckerman lent against the wall of the hallway watching the swarm of
bodies pass by. Every once in a while he'd catch sight of one of his
McKinley High classmates eyeing him appreciatively before quickly looking
away when they realised he'd noticed. For as long as he could remember
that's how it had always been. He was a stud and wherever he went he
attracted attention from men and women alike. At first the male attention
had freaked him out but now he'd learnt to embrace it. Enjoy it even. Of
course today's choice of a tight black t-shirt that clung to his muscular
frame and package hugging jeans was helping to draw a little more attention
than usual.
Finally as the herd before him began to thin Puck saw what, or more
accurately who, he'd been waiting for. Sam Evans, bag slung over his
shoulder and a grin plastered on his face, was trudging down the hall. Puck
noticed that Sam was drawing some attention of his own as he walked
although unlike Puck he seemed completely oblivious to the curious glances
of the student body. Puck kept his eyes on Sam as he slowly made his way
down the corridor weaving between stragglers heading in the opposite
direction. After what felt like an impossibly long wait Sam moved within
arms reach of Puck and after a quick glance up and down the hall to make
sure nobody was paying too much attention Puck grabbed hold of a surprised
Sam's shirt and dragged him through a quickly opened doorway and into a
deserted room.
The room wasn't so much a room as a cupboard. A storage cupboard in fact
with shelves stacked with cleaning chemicals and various kinds of brushes
and clothes. A single bulb hung from the ceiling just about illuminating
the room. As Puck dragged Sam into the room he kicked the door closed
behind them and quickly pulled Sam toward him and kissed him. Their lips
pressed against each other for a second before Sam's mouth opened and
Puck's tongue slipped in. A few seconds later the kiss broke.
"You can't keep doing this. I'm going to be late for class. Again."
"Shut up talking!"
Puck was kissing Sam again. This time one muscled arm wrapped itself around
the small of Sam's back as the other hand took hold of Sam's dirty blonde
hair. The second kiss lasted longer than the first but Sam again pulled his
lips away from Puck's.
"I can't be late for another class Puck."
"You know how many people would kill to be in here with me?"
"I should be grateful you keep dragging me into closets to make out?"
"Not just make out..."
A knowing and undeniably dirty smile filled Puck's face as he let the
sentence trail off.
"No, not just make out...."
Sam couldn't help but smile as well though his was less knowing and dirty
than Puck's. And that was all the opening Puck needed to launch a third
kiss. This one more aggressive than the previous two. Pulling Sam into his
solid muscular frame and dragging him toward the side wall of the room. As
the kiss finally broke Puck was leaning against the wall with an armed
wrapped around Sam holding him close.
"I really have got to go!"
"This is your fault you know?"
"How is this my fault?"
"Its your lips..." With his free hand Puck used one finger to trace Sam's
lips. "They can't be ignored."
As Puck's hand dropped from his lips Sam shifted and managed to twist free
of Puck's hold. As he turned to leave Sam was stopped in his tracks as Puck
grabbed hold of his wrist and guided his hand toward the package of Puck's
jeans.
"See what you do to me!"
Sam could feel Puck's hard cock as his hand brushed over the jeans. It was
practically trying to fight its way out of the ever tightening pants and
begging for freedom.
"You gonna blue ball me Sam?"
"Blue ball you? I blew you this morning..." Sam looked around him for a
second. "In here!"
"What can I say? My sex drive is almost as big as my dick!"
Sam's hand was still gently squeezing Puck's ever growing erection through
his jeans and as the smile filled his cute light features Puck knew Sam was
done putting up his token resistance. Puck again pulled Sam into him and
again they were kissing. Their tongues sliding over one another as Puck's
hands instinctively took a firm grip of Sam's ass. Finally the kiss broke
and the two men stood just looking at one another for a moment, Sam groping
Puck's crotch and Puck groping Sam's ass.
"Take your shirt off..."
Sam hesitated for a moment and then pulled his loose fitting long sleeved
t-shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor along with his
bag. Before the shirt even hit the floor Puck's fingers were tracing the
defined muscles of Sam's upper body. Counting out the perfectly formed abs
on his stomach. Puck could never understand why Sam kept his body hidden
away underneath so many different loose fitting shirts. In fact Puck wasn't
entirely sure why Sam bothered to wear a shirt at all. Whilst he was bigger
than Sam and had more muscle mass to show off he lacked the chiselled
definition of Sam's body but still he had enough trouble keeping his shirt
on. If his abs looked like Sam's he was pretty sure he'd never wear a
shirt.
After a moment of tracing Sam's abs Puck's fingers moved north and slowly
circled his nipples before gently pinching and twisting them each in
turn. Each time he touched them he heard Sam's breath catch as he resisted
the urge to moan. And as Puck played with Sam's upper body Sam was busy
pulling open the buttons of Puck's jeans. Within seconds they were open and
Sam tugged them down over Puck's muscular thighs and let them drop down to
his ankles. Sam was slightly surprised to see that Puck was wearing
underwear. Not only was this generally unusual for Puck -- he said he
liked to have quick and easy access to 'Puck Jr' -- but he hadn't been
wearing them this morning.
"You like 'em?" Puck had noticed that Sam had come to a stop and was stood
starring at the tight white Calvin Klein boxer briefs he was wearing. "They
were a gift!"
Sam wasn't entirely sure what that meant and he didn't much care. His hand
once again grabbed at Puck's rock solid cock through material this time the
thin material of his boxers. Then he grabbed the waistband and finally
released Puck Jr. who stood at a proud thick 8.5 inches.
"Put those lips to work baby!"
Without protest Sam dropped down to his knees and took the cut head of
Puck's cock into his mouth. For a moment he knelt with the head of Puck's
cock in his mouth, his tongue circling around the head, and then he began
to swallow it down. Taking inch after inch of it into his mouth and throat
before his nose was resting in the neat trimmed hair at the base of Puck's
cock.
"Oh fuck..."
It had taken time for Sam to develop the ability to deep throat Puck. The
first time they'd awkwardly fooled around in the back seat of Puck's car
Sam had barely been able to take any of Puck's cock but Puck had been
patient and an excellent teacher. It was no understatement to say that he'd
encouraged Sam to practice a lot and now here he was deep throating Puck
like it came naturally!
Slowly Sam moved his lips back up toward the head of Puck's cock before
once again devouring it down to the base. And then it was back up before
was again swallowing it down. Soon he'd built up a steady rhythm that was
matched but the grunts and groans of pleasure from Puck. Those sounds only
served to drive Sam on and make him pick up the pace.
"Don't forget my balls baby..."
Sam removed his mouth from Puck's cock and smiled up at his lover for a
second before rolling his tongue down the underside of Puck's shaft toward
his large balls. There he licked and kissed at them before he gently took
them into his mouth and sucked on them. Again his actions produced grunts
and groans from Puck only louder this time. And as he continued to suck on
Puck's balls he felt Puck wrap his hand around his thick shaft and begin to
jerk his own cock. This move prompted Sam to try something new...
"What the fuck!"
Sam had released Puck's balls and pushed his head in between Puck's large
thighs as his lips and tongue pushed their way toward Puck's ass. At Puck's
reaction Sam had hesitated and then
"Don't stop baby that felt fucking fantastic!"
Sam felt Puck's other hand grab his hair and push him closer to his
ass. Encouraging him to continue and so he did. His tongue and lips
straining to taste Puck's ass. The surprising sweetness of it. And each
contact was producing moans of pure pleasure from Puck. Sounds that Sam had
never heard before. And as Sam continued to work his ass Puck was furiously
jerking his own cock. Letting the pleasure of the situation flood through
him and take over. He could feel his load building and new it would only be
a matter of seconds before he was blowing.
"Fuck Sam I'm gonna cum..."
Right on cue Puck's cock exploded and he felt spasms of pleasure wash over
him as spurt after spurt of cum erupted from his cock and landed on Sam's
back and the floor of the storage closet. For a moment the two men were
silent. Just the sound of Puck's heavy breathing filling the room. And then
Sam broke the stillness.
"Jeez Puck you already came once today..."
Sam was taking in the puddles of cum on the floor and could feel even more
dripping down his back.
"Three times actually!" Puck corrected him. "What? I always bust a nut in
the shower in the morning. Only way to start the day. Besides all this is
your fault. That... thing you did was amazing!"
Sam smiled up at Puck taking obvious pride in the pleasure he'd just
delivered. And then he was back in reality again with cum dripping down his
back.
"Yeah and now I'm covered in your cum!"
Without thinking about it Puck grabbed a towel from one of the nearby
shelves and wiped Sam's back and then replaced the towel on the shelf.
"There good as knew!"
Slowly Sam rose back to his feet, grabbing his shirt on the way, and gave
Puck a quick kiss before sliding his shirt back on. Puck meanwhile was
still leant against the wall of the closet with his jeans and boxers around
his ankle and his dick slowly beginning to soften. Sam couldn't help but
admit that he looked incredibly hot right now.
"I'll see you later Puck. I've gotta go be late for another class!"
Once again Puck took hold of Sam's wrist and stopped him from leaving the
room.
"So..." Puck hesitated for a moment apparently unsure of what to say and
then the cocky smile returned. "I've got my place to myself tonight. You
wanna come over and try for number four today? Maybe even five and six!"
Sam leant in and kissed Puck once again. A long kiss. Their tongues tangled
together. And then it broke and Sam turned and left the room.
"See you later Evans!"